Complications

Chapter 30

Ethan's POV:

It was around 3pm, and I was just lounging on the couch playing the CoD on the PS4. Even though I was being a beast, it still wasn't my best. I don't know why, but I couldn't really concentrate on the game. My mind kept wandering all over the place.

I'm still savage at that game though.

I was in the middle of a match at that Sky Jacked place when my phone started blaring in my pocket.

I still don't really know why I got dressed and ready for the day if I was just going to sit around and play CoD the whole time, but I tried not to think about it.

The caller ID was not set up for the number, so I was a little confused. I was guessing it was probably just a survey, but I'll answer and check anyways.

"Hello?" I called out.

"Hey, son."

It was my dad.

"Dad? Why are you calling me?"

"I haven't talked to you in a while, and I'm making sure you're still going to stay with me this summer."

"Oh," I sighed. I've been thinking about that a lot recently, but I didn't expect to talk to my dad about that. "Right."

"You do remember where I live, don't you?" He asked.

"I remember the Cincinnati part, but I don't remember the house address." My dad moved ever since the last time I saw him, so I've never been to his house.

"I'll remind you later," he sighed.

It was quiet for a little bit, and I honestly didn't know what to say. I'm still really upset at him for leaving mom, and the argument they had, I still think my mom was right.

"So son," he started. "How have you been lately?"

"Pretty good, I guess."

"That's great."

"How have you been dad?"

"Eh, I've been okay, I just really have been missing my son."

"Oh."

I really could care less about talking to him right now, and I wasn't really listening to what he was saying. I was too invested in my game of CoD, and I was still being a beast at it.

"Son," he stammered. "I know you don't want to talk to me right now."

"Is it that obvious?" I threw out there.

"You've always been an obvious boy, you know. You've had nothing to hide."

Well that's what he thinks.

"I mean I guess."

"Son, just know I'm always thinking of you and even if it isn't summer, you're welcome to come down here and see me."

I kind of shivered at that thought. I actually don't really want to see my dad at all. I'd rather just live with my mom, or live on my own.

"I'll keep that in mind," I lied.

"Okay, I love you boy."

Instead of saying anything, I just hung up the phone. I'm not really sure if I love him back, and I don't think I want to either.

A few minutes after I hung up, I ended up beating everyone's scores on my team, yet the other one won. This happens every single time.

I decided to take a break from CoD and head up to my room. I pretty much did a belly flop onto the bed and started frantically shoving hot cheetos into my mouth. Those are literally my favorite things in the world.

I turned on the TV and started watching Mystery Diners. This is pretty much going to be my entire life at my dad's house in the future. Just being locked away in my room watching TV and getting fat.

I can just see it now.